Best Interest: Tyler, The Creator & Wyatt

29. Truth

It was the last week of finals, Wyatt's day to show his film.

He was glad he had completed it, and he was definitely proud of it too.

Wyatt had also stopped going to club after class, realizing it wasn't even worth going since Tyler was showing him the ropes anyway. At least that was what he told Tyler. In reality, he stopped going because of the sexual tension they couldn't quite hide. It was getting a little obvious between their looks and side eyes.

Tyler knew how much time Wyatt had spent on the film—he kept telling him he didn't have to worry because he would pass the class anyway. Wyatt didn't care, he was genuinely trying to impress T.

"Navarro, your turn."

Wyatt nodded, getting up as Syd nudged him with a good luck. Alexa smiled at him, it was a little awkward since the kiss last night.

Wyatt walked up to T's desk and placed the flash drive into his hand. Tyler plugged it in, clicking the file as the lights began to dim.

Wyatt sat in a desk in front as the film played. He watched Tyler's reactions intently.

Twenty minutes later, everyone clapped.

Tyler turned on the lights.

"So I think we're all aware that Alexa's been a muse this semester?" Tyler asked him, a few people chuckling.

Wyatt turned at a smirking Alexa behind him.

"Definitely. She's been a huge help."

"Anyone have any comments or questions about Mr. Navarro's film?" Tyler asked the class.

They talked on and off for a few minutes about different topics regarding the short movie.

"Good, go and take a seat. Syd, you're next."

...

Once all the critiques were completed, Tyler gave a short speech about how much he enjoyed teaching this semester, but that he probably wouldn't do it again.

"...I really fucking hope I did good, y'all know it's my first time doing any of this. You guys keep going, a lot of you have a bright ass future ahead..." he interlocked eyes with Wyatt which made him lose his words for a second. "I, I uh It's been great. I hope you guys take something from it."

After a few more moments of people replying and appreciating his knack for teaching, he excused the class. Half the class tried to talk to Tyler in hopes that they'd have a chance to either get his contact or pitch a script. Wyatt looked at him, sad it was over but he was looking forward to Saturday anyway.

...

They ended up spending the night at Crystal's place, a small get together filled with booze, snacks, and of course a movie. Not to mention the weed Steve always kept stashed.

"I can't believe the semester's fucking over. That shit went by quick," Syd replied, sitting around the soft carpet with a bowl of popcorn.

"I swear. It didn't even feel that long."

Alexa came over, sitting next to Wyatt.

"Who you texting?"

Wyatt put his phone away, startled.

"Mind your business," Wyatt laughed. He definitely wasn't sexting Tyler.

"Beer?" Frank walked in with a box full of it. Everyone cheered, excited that he had made it before the movie started.

"Fuck, just in time," Steve laughed, taking the blunt from his shirt pocket.

"Light that shit up already." Crystal grinned.